Dennis and I spent a few hours in Venice, Italy before we took off for Germany. I was so pumped to experience the water canals winding through the classic and romantic city.
We took a train from Florence and when we arrived in Venice, a massive thunder storm rolled in. I’m talking hurricane winds, buckets of rain and an impressive thunder & lightening duo.
As I mentioned in a previous post, not everything about travel is glamorous. Venice is a dream city, and is amazing no matter what, but we unfortunately chose to go on a day with torrential downpours.
We waited for a while for it to clear up, and finally made a run for it when the rain stopped just enough so that we could at least see in front of our faces.
After about 30 seconds, I realized that there was no hope of avoiding the rain [so much for doing my hair this morning…]. We looked for a recommended coffee shop, but our GPS just couldn’t seem to get us there. We wandered around for about 45 minutes trying to figure out what the heck we were doing.
Soaking wet, we found another place. Coffee was really great—as everywhere in Italy has been!
After coffee, we walked around trying to find a gondola we could go on to explore and see the city—no gondolas were on the canals–besides one guy who was just emptying water from his boat 🙁 The only boats they had running were taking people to and from the train station–so they were packed to the brim with people just trying to get to and from the train.
We were completely soaked, feet were muddy, my back and shoulders were in one giant, throbbing knot from carrying all our stuff around all day. We had to catch a flight later that night, so we had to bring everything around with us everywhere.
It was not the most optimum circumstances to enjoy a city like Venice. When I imagined Venice, it was moonlit gondola rides, old men playing accordions on the sidewalk, and Lady and the Tramp.
The city itself, truly does exude this image perfectly. It is so quaint and like nothing I have ever seen. The bridges and canals are incredibly charming. There are little restaurants and bakeries in every nook and cranny of the city.
My pops-in-law, Kevin, commented on a picture of mine saying about Venice, “I could so live there!” And YES. I agree. It seems like one of those towns where you could just get in a solid routine of going on walks around the canals and going to your favorite coffee shop every day. I’m sure it gets super crazy with tourists at points, but it seems like an all around great place to be.
I want to go back to Venice so badly, because it is an amazing little town. I would just plan very differently next time, so that we could be there longer and not carry around all of our stuff. I feel like there was a lot we didn’t get to see because of the rain, so it will be fun to dream about a return there someday.
Even though it was super rainy and every muscle in my body is now sore, I am super thankful that it was not scorching hot like it has been lately! It would have been completely miserable to carry all those bags around in the sweltering heat…so I am happy it was raining! Definitely a blessing in disguise. Even though we didn’t get to do much, it was still great to get a little snippet of the city–and made me want to go back ASAP!
Now…off to Germany!